Uncanny Plans

[Damon] turned toward [Elena], finally, and raised an eyebrow. She took a couple more steps until they were face to face. She stood on her toes as she rose to kiss him. When her eyes closed, she felt dizzy and held on to his shoulders. Passion swirled around her; fireworks, wanting, needing to get closer to him was all that she wanted. Their tongues collided, and she was surprised by the unguarded groan that escaped him.

Completely distracted, she almost didn't notice the patio door shut and the footsteps that were drawing closer…

Wow. Stefan wasn't kidding. Elena really was falling for Damon, as revealed by the two of them totally making out in his backyard. Bonnie wanted to warn her against him, but she was too relieved of the guilt that plagued her since that night with Stefan. She really didn't want to go behind Elena's back and be with Stefan, but since this drama that has tormented them all recently, she couldn't help herself.

Oh, well. It didn't really matter, since Stefan left without a word this morning. Maybe he was having second thoughts as well. His mixed signals didn't deter her from coming to his house, though, intent on clearing things up with him. She was about to step away from the happy couple, but Elena already caught sight of her.

"Bonnie. Um," Elena blushed deep red, clearing her throat. "What're you doing here?"

Bonnie gave an uncomfortable smile, looking down at the ground. "Oh, I was just looking for Stefan. I didn't mean to intrude on you two. I'll just go now."

"The park in town." It was Damon who spoke. He straightened the tufts of hair that was sticking up, due to Elena and his encounter. "Stefan said he was going there to 'think,' whatever that means."

"Oh," Thank God he was all right; she was starting to worry. "Thanks, I'll just leave now."

She got out of there before anyone stopped her. She was happy for Elena and Damon did save her life, but he still scared her to death.

Driving slowly on the road, she watched carefully for deer. This was the time of year that they came out the most. After a few miles, though, she shrugged and sped up. She'd been driving these roads for a couple of years now and knew what to do if she crashed. Right now, she didn't care about precautions. All she wanted was to speak with Stefan. She hated feeling so excessively needy, but she missed him.

A headache came to her, causing even more grief. She was at her limit, especially with the Lila witch being in the same region, conflicting with her powers. The headache spread through her head to her chest. Now her chest was hurting? What was going on? She was too exhausted to think about the source of the pain, spreading down to her legs.

The burning sensation seared throughout her entire body, causing her hand to slip from the wheel. She screamed as the car swerved off the road, through the trees of the forest and over a small hill separating the road from the lake. She couldn't move, the pain was so blinding. Before the car could drive into the lake, it crashed into a wide oak tree. The pain expanded sevenfold, and she blacked-out.

Once Bonnie left, Elena could see Damon turn to her in the corner of her eye. She took a deep breath, preparing to explain what was going to happen now between the two of them. Before she had a chance to, though, Damon laid his hands on her arms gently then pulled her to him not-so-gently. He kissed her roughly, passionately, yet his hands stayed soft and gentle. His fingertips lightly traced down her arm to her hand, twining her hand in his. His other hand lifted to cup her cheek. She was becoming dizzy, once again, by the fluttering riot in her stomach. She could feel his kisses down to her core. Her heart felt like it was about to burst and she was forgetting how to breathe.

She pulled away for a moment, taking another breath and looking into his eyes. He looked almost hungry, the way he watched at her with fascination. The color of his eyes were so much darker in the little light the backyard had, but she could still see the bright blue through the darkness. She wanted to memorize his face, the beautiful features that made her heart stop, but one thing was stopping her - her desire to kiss him. This time Katherine wouldn't interrupt, wouldn't stop them from finishing what they started.

She kissed him back, intent on never stopping. She grinned as he moaned, his voice vibrating throughout her. She started unbuttoning the top of his shirt, wanting to just rip his clothes off, but before she had a chance to, he sped up to his room.

They were in his room again. Elena hoped this time she wouldn't end up bleeding her life out all over the duvet cover. He cleaned the room completely, nothing was out of place. She could smell the clean scent of his bedsheets as he laid her gently onto the bed. He settled on top of her, being careful not to hurt her. She was going to remove his shirt, but he beat her to it. She ran her hands up and down his smooth chest instead, reveling in his beauty. He started kissing her neck, moving down to her shirt, removing it for her. A blush was starting to creep up her neck as he took off her pants.

There she was, bare except for her lace bra and panties set. She was somewhat embarrassed, though she'd done it before, because it was Damon. He knew exactly what he was doing, yet she could hear his breath catch as he stared at her. She bit her lip, watching his reaction. His gaze traveled up and down her body and landed on her face. He kept his eyes locked on hers as he took off his own pants. She started breathing heavily when he settled on her with only scarlet boxers covering him.

Elena was almost drooling as she gazed at him. He was so magnificently gorgeous. He was so gentle, yet still had that impish glint in his eyes as his eyes roved over her body. He was so… Damon. She couldn't imagine why she would care for Stefan so much when his brother was there, always there with a sarcastic comment and mischievous ideas. He was always there for her, to help her, to save her. She was no damsel, but she did get into her fair share of danger. And he was always there to get her out...

Elena woke to find Damon overtop of her, covering the top of her bare body. She snuggled closer to him, her mind in a state of bliss. She traced her fingertips over his chest, her heart thudding against her chest. She sat up to stretch, reaching her hands far above her. She turned back to Damon, but found Stefan watching her with wide eyes in the doorway. His face showed the strongest betrayal. She was going to explain, but he sped out of the room.

"Wait!" She called out to him. She jumped out of the bed, pulling on her shirt and underwear. She ran down the stairs and found him in the kitchen. He didn't even look at her as he walked into the living room. She came up from behind him and shook his shoulders. He just shook his head and continued walking. She rolled her eyes in distaste, knowing he wanted to speak with her or he would've gotten out of the house already.

She put her hands on her hips. "So I can't even get the chance to explain?"

He finally looked up at her and shrugged. "What's there to explain?"

"How about the fact that Bonnie stopped here last night, looking for you? She seemed pretty worried."

His eyes widened slightly. "I can't think of a reason why she would need to see me."

She rolled her eyes again. "So you haven't been seeing her?"

He shook his head. She waited a few moments, sure he was going to cave.

He did.

Stefan stood up, raising his hands in surrender. "Yes, all right? We were together two nights ago, after we threw Lila in jail! Though we didn't have sex like the two of you did!"

Of course, that was when Damon decided to come into the room. His hair was cute and rumpled with sleep, making Elena's heart stutter. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Stefan like he was mentally incompetent.

"You and Bonnie…?" Damon said.

Stefan only looked at him with disgust and ran out of the house, leaving Elena feeling disgruntled and even more confused.

Who knew that taking a teenage witch of out a car would be so difficult. Lila struggled to get the unconscious Bonnie-girl out of her car without damaging her too much. The results were disastrous. She must've hit the poor girl's head fifteen times, and she wasn't even close to the orange Public Storage unit behind her. After ten minutes of taking a break, praying to God, and lighting a cigarette, she started working again. She popped the other witch out of the backseat and into the stolen storage unit with ease. Maybe those prayers to God helped. Then she stopped and thought about that for a minute.

Nah, it must've been the cigarette.

Getting down to Tennessee was difficult enough with the traffic and the witch's unconscious body in the back seat. She was stupid enough to forget to put her in the trunk, and was stressing the whole way there. She promised herself that she wouldn't mess up this time, with Mason's friendship and Nathan's vengeance on the line.

She turned around to see the poor girl lying on a mildewy couch the owners of the unit must've forgotten about. She was rethinking doing this, but remembered how crazy it got before, when the witch was involved. Lila didn't want the girl to be a nuisance in her plan.

She closed the metal door in the mid-afternoon heat, feeling guilty, then walked around to the driver's side of her purple Subaru. The door shut with a click, and then she was off, back to Mystic Falls. There was, yet again, another party 'honoring the founders of Mystic Falls'. This time it was for Benjamin Lockwood, the first mayor. Whoop-Dee-do, this should be fun. At least it would be easier to get rid of the innocent townspeople and find Nathan with this party distracting them.

Three hours later (she was a fast driver), and she was pulling up to the Lockwood's mansion. She parked and walked in, aware of the multicolored blinking lights (the party was supposed to be for they're dead first mayor and it looked like a club? Really?) and the aroma of expensive catered food. She went straight for the food and found Mason there. She gave a grin at his appearance. He was clearly nervous, stuffing his mouth with as much food as it could hold. He turned toward her and blushed at her grin. He was strange, granted, but kind of cute and completely different from Nathan.

She watched the dance floor and waited for the right time to start their plan.

Katherine watched them, the little fools walk into the party like it was for them. Damon and Elena. The lovebirds of Mystic Falls. Oh, Damon was going to pay for humiliating her, as was Elena. Though the plan for Elena's demise was already in action. That will be the only way to get rid of Stefan and Damon's infatuation with Elena, to kill her. Well, for her little Nathan to kill her, so the brothers will come running for Katherine, grief-stricken. She'll welcome them with open arms, forgiving their horrible choices. She smiled, happy with the outcome she was planning. She was absolutely tired of having to pretend to be Elena to fool Stefan and Damon to kiss her or worse.

She sighed and slinked through the shadows of the party towards her little Nathan. She was surprised by his competence, how he got rid of the boy werewolf precisely as she asked. He was so cute, the way he looked at her in utter adoration. So naive.

Once she found Nathan by the bar, she carefully whispered in his ear. "Incapacitate Damon, but don't kill him. Do it when Elena isn't near, for I have other plans for her."

Nathan nodded and stalked towards the backyard to watch the other vampire. She smiled at his cooperation and ordered a pomegranate martini, waiting for everything to fall into place.

"I'm going to get a drink" Elena said to Damon, almost running to the bar. She had to clear her head, and get out of his vicinity. Coming here, to the party, sounded like an innocent enough idea, yet it was impossible for Elena to keep her hands off of Damon. After that morning, she felt like there were no barriers between the two of them. She only wanted to have him to herself, then felt guilty for thinking it. Stefan was still a problem and was refusing to talk to her and ignoring her phone calls.

Speaking of the devil, Stefan strode into the room, apparently searching for something. Once he caught sight of Elena, he walked quickly to her side. A strange gleam was in his eye, almost madness. Another stroke of guilt hit her.

"I am so sorry-" She started, but he cut her off, brusque.

"Never-mind that. Do you know where Bonnie is?"

"Bonnie?" Her head swirled in confusion. "I… don't know. Why?"

"I've been calling her all day and even visited her house, but she's just gone. Missing."

She almost groaned. There was so much drama happening to her and her friends. A least this meant Stefan moved on. She went to help Stefan find her.

So many parties, why are there so many Founder's parties? Damon thought to himself, fixing his hair in the nearby window's glass. He watched Elena in the reflection as she started speaking with Stefan at the bar. He sighed, better leave them alone for a while. He went to the garden outside the mansion.

It was small, the garden, but the smell of the blend of flowers was very potent to Damon's sensitive nose. He reveled in the peace he felt in the midst of the greenery. He walked toward the apple tree in the middle of the garden and picked one red fruit. He took a giant bite, juice dripping down his chin.

He heard rustling and turned around carefully. A man with orange hair and a mass of freckles came his way. He sidestepped some rosebushes and met Damon at the tree.

The man, a vampire Damon could tell, grabbed his hand in a shake. "My name's Mason, and I've been told that you and I have a mutual enemy." The man stopped, looking him up and down. "You think you can help me out with him?"

Damon was caught by surprise, but only gave a sardonic smile. "Which mutual enemy are we talking about here? I have so many enemies, I can't keep track of them all."

The vampire - Mason - grinned back. "Nathan Brown. He owes me some money, from before moving here to Mystic Falls, and he hurt a friend of mine. I came here to collect the debt he owes me."

Damon shrugged, but inwardly he was sizing Mason up. He looked harmless enough, but appearances can be deceiving. He stuck out him hand in agreement (at least giving the impression of agreement) and shook on it.

Something was wrong though. A blur sped in the corner of his eye, and just as Damon caught sight of Nathan himself, Nathan broke Damon's neck in one move. All he could think of, though, was, Elena. He slumped to the ground, blacking-out.

A couple more chapters and the story will end. Thanks for your support and patience. I hope you'll enjoy this chapter. Next one will come up in the summer or earlier.